At the Beginning, The Villain Went for the Saintess, and the Protagonist Lost His Cool!

Chapter 13: Am I Missing That Treatment? Doesn’t That Make Me a Hypocrite?:

“The Ninth Elder of the Absolute Void Holy Land? He’s still alive?!”

Many recognized the voice and the power behind it, their hearts trembling as they whispered in awe.

Of course, younger generations of powerhouses were unfamiliar with the Ninth Elder of Absolute Void Holy Land.

Someone explained, “During the most glorious era of Absolute Void Holy Land, a great emperor emerged, sweeping through the Nine Heavens Realm with unrivaled might! Under this emperor were nine peerless geniuses of the same generation, who later became the Nine Elders of Absolute Void Holy Land.”

“Over time, as the Absolute Void Holy Land grew stronger, the Nine Elders were no longer needed for everyday matters. They only appeared during moments of grave crisis to resolve catastrophic threats.

“After countless years, everyone thought they had perished. Who would have expected that one of them, the Ninth Elder, would still be alive?!”

“The strength of Absolute Void Holy Land’s Nine Elders was unimaginable. Back in their prime, just mentioning their names was enough to make countless people tremble in fear! Every time these nine appeared, a calamity of unprecedented scale would follow.

“Given the assassinations and secret injuries inflicted on them by various forces, coupled with the limits of their lifespans, it was assumed they had passed away. Yet today, the voice of the Ninth Elder shatters all those assumptions!”

The explanation left many stunned. In that era of gods and heroes, for these Nine Elders to dominate their generation, the level of power they must have possessed was unimaginable.

To be chosen by a great emperor as his followers only further underscored their terrifying abilities.

What sent another chill down spines was the realization that the Ninth Elder was considered the weakest among the nine. If he was still alive, could it mean the other eight were also alive?

This thought brought waves of cold dread, making some too afraid to speculate further.

“It seems the foundation of Absolute Void Holy Land is truly unfathomable. No wonder it is a towering giant of the Eastern Wilderness!”

“With ancient beings like the Ninth Elder still around, I can’t imagine the devastation they could unleash if they returned to the world!”

These revelations deepened the reverence many felt toward Absolute Void Holy Land, leaving them with profound respect and unease.

The prying eyes that had been repelled by the Ninth Elder’s furious roar dared not attempt to spy on Absolute Void Holy Land any further.

…

At Wanxia Peak.

Yun Wanqing, the Holy Daughter, gently opened her eyes.

Having fully absorbed the effects of the Heaven Origin Pill, she felt her cultivation rising steadily. Across from her, Su Mo also opened his eyes, their gazes meeting with a smile.

From the beginning of the process, Yun Wanqing’s aura had grown stronger and more stable. It was clear she had gained immense benefits from the Heaven Origin Pill.

Not just her—Su Mo, too, had reaped considerable rewards. The resonance between their physiques had reached an unprecedented level during this session, allowing him to experience the profound closeness of the Innate Dao Body to the Great Dao.

Moreover, his cultivation base had skyrocketed.

Originally at the third tier of the Profound Core realm, he had ascended three stages in one go, reaching the sixth stage in a matter of moments.

The rapid advancement was almost terrifying.

Feeling the changes in his body, Su Mo’s aura grew more formidable. He couldn’t help but marvel, “The Innate Dao Body truly provides incredible support for my Eastern Wilderness Sacred Physique!”

Yun Wanqing stood gracefully, her face glowing with joy as she sensed her own breakthroughs. “Thank you, Brother Su, for the Heaven Origin Pill and for protecting me today,” she said sincerely.

Her cheeks blushed faintly. Having Su Mo by her side for so long made her heart overflow with happiness.

Su Mo waved her thanks away with a serious expression. “If Junior Sister is willing, I’ll come to protect you every time you cultivate!”

The benefits he had experienced were undeniable. If cultivating alongside Yun Wanqing could yield such exponential growth, he would eagerly return time and time again.

But Yun Wanqing seemed to misunderstand his intentions. Her cheeks turned crimson, as red as the setting sun, making her look enchanting.

She rolled her eyes at him, pretending to be annoyed. “Keep dreaming!”

Yet, fearing he might take her words seriously, she quickly added, “But if Brother Su wishes to come, you’re always welcome.”

“Hahaha, deal!” Su Mo replied with a hearty laugh.

Their lighthearted banter deepened the bond between them. The months of coldness Yun Wanqing had endured were completely swept away.

Outside, Xiao Qing and the other maids stationed nearby couldn’t help but blush as they overheard the playful and flirtatious exchanges inside.

The Holy Son truly knows how to charm, they thought, their faces red as they listened.

Still, the maids felt genuinely happy for their mistress. Yun Wanqing’s long-held feelings had finally been reciprocated.

…

(At Bixiao Peak)

Leng Yue had just returned to her residence.

She had witnessed the grand display of the three supreme phenomena and was still grappling with the shock.

“The Holy Son of Absolute Void Holy Land’s cultivation of these phenomena is truly terrifying…”

Holding her jade flute, Leng Yue gazed toward the sky, her expression complicated.

With such unparalleled talent, the Holy Son would undoubtedly be highly regarded by Absolute Void Holy Land. If all went smoothly, he was destined to inherit the position of Holy Master, leaving other prodigies in his shadow.

Had she maintained the Holy Son’s unwavering support, her future would have been limitless.

A sigh escaped her lips as regret flickered in her heart. “If the Holy Son still treated me as he did before, the resources I could have received would have been unimaginable…

“But now, it’s all gone. Even the title of Saintess, lost because of my own words…”

For the first time, a trace of remorse crept into Leng Yue’s thoughts. What she had previously deemed a clean break now felt like a missed opportunity.

She fell silent, her mind clouded with conflicting emotions.

“Isn’t this what I wanted?” she murmured to herself, but her resolve wavered.

The face of the Holy Son suddenly flashed through her mind, and she couldn’t suppress a bitter laugh.

“How ridiculous. To feel regret now—isn’t that like playing the hypocrite? Wanting to end things but still craving the benefits?”

Her expression remained cold, but her knitted eyebrows betrayed her inner turmoil. She wasn’t ready to accept this side of herself.